Honkai Impact 3rd: The Girl Who Chases the Flame

Linnaeus walked along the riverbank, watching the crowds coming and going, and turned to ask.

"The Black Abyss White Flower is a weapon made from the core of the Herrscher of Death from a previous civilization. Its previous owner was Cecilia, a hero of the Second Honkai Impact, and before that, a Valkyrie named Reanna who was dethroned."

Bianca thought for a moment and said,

"However, this information is very fragmented, and I mostly heard it from others."

"Leanna is the strongest Black Abyss White Flower user I have ever seen. Well... maybe that one counts too, but she doesn't like this weapon."

Lin Nai muttered something, then continued,

"Raina was once Otto's most trusted subordinate and Schicksal's ace. When her beliefs aligned with Schicksal's, she would unleash tremendous power."

Unfortunately, Otto's fear of North America, his hostility towards the First Herrscher, and his despicable and shameless plot against New York ultimately led them to part ways.

"...Was Miss Leanna expelled because she betrayed the bishop?"

Bianca didn't think Linnaeus was lying; she knew Otto, who was basically wrong in most things.

"From the perspective of destiny, that's true, but logically speaking, it should be Otto who betrayed Leanna."

Linnaeus shrugged.

"He personally taught Leanna what love and justice are, and then went down the completely opposite path himself... Otto may be a pitiful man, but there is always a reason why someone is pitiful. His goals and his nobility do not conceal his malice and despicableness."

His good deeds are admirable, his bad deeds are countless. I can only say that I have never seen a life as convoluted and winding as Otto Opakalis's.

"...So, Miss Leanna, no one will remember her?"

Bianca stood rooted to the spot, her gaze fixed intently on Linnaeus.

"Is being forgotten the price she paid for justice? Is this what it means to be a hero?"

How could that be?

Linnaeus also stopped in his tracks.

“I remember, Liesel remembers, Dr. Tesla remembers, and Dr. Schrödinger, Walter… even Otto.”

At least when you ask Otto, he won't ask you "Who is Leona?" in return.

Recording and remembering are different. Some things, even if erased, will remain. As long as beauty exists in this world, heroes will not be forgotten.

"And... what about Cecilia?"

"As you know, she is the strongest Valkyrie in Destiny, but in my eyes she is still a child. Even after becoming a mother, she is still like a child."

She was too young; she could have gone much further. She was also Otto's student, yet she was ultimately sacrificed on the snowy plains by Otto as a pawn.

Linna glanced at Bianca, who felt that there was something strange about his gaze, but she couldn't quite put her finger on why.

"So, I am the third."

Bianca said in a low voice.

"To be precise, you are the third person who remains in my memory."

Linnaeus shrugged.

"The Black Abyss White Flower is not a curse; it won't kill its user. But ideals will. As long as you hold onto that original intention, you might face the same end."

At least in my opinion, if you were Leiana back then, or Cecilia in Siberia, your choice would be no different from theirs.

"So perhaps my struggle against the bishop was only a matter of time."

Bianca showed no hesitation or doubt; she bowed slightly, a stark contrast to her previous arrogance.

“I fight for what I believe in, Linna, please teach me how to use the Black Abyss White Flower.”

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P.S. Give everyone a break, but I still see some people saying it's not dramatic enough, so maybe I should try harder |?o?ωo)???

Chapter 81 When Desire Overflows the Heart

John was originally just an ordinary office worker; he wasn't particularly talented, but he wasn't exactly mediocre either.

In high school, my grades were average, my athletic ability was average, my looks were average, I couldn't get a girlfriend, and I had a bunch of bad friends.

They dealt with each other, relied on each other, joked with each other, and mocked each other.

Watching a goddess go into heat, and then seeing her fall into the arms of a rich and handsome man.

Fortunately, his first love was Möbius, so at least he didn't have to worry about her ending up in the arms of some rich and handsome guy...

She would only use that rich and handsome guy as a guinea pig on the operating table.

Because that's Möbius, and he lived like Möbius.

For someone like him, Mebius's existence was as dazzling as the sun.

Surprisingly, Mebius wasn't actually disliked by the girls' group.

John generally attributes the reasons why girls' groups dislike people to the following two points—

First, she's prettier than them.

Second, they are more popular than them.

Although Mebius was indeed prettier than them, she was not popular at all.

As for Mebius, who is avoided by boys, the girls' group has no reason to provoke her.

I neither dislike nor feel close to them.

Basically, this is the kind of person Mebius was in high school. She didn't care about the thoughts of ordinary people, and ordinary people didn't want to provoke her.

Very famous, but very lonely.

No, if it were Mebius, the concept of loneliness wouldn't exist.

As for John, he was one of the people Möbius couldn't be bothered with. He could only watch from afar, secretly thrilled every time Möbius put on new makeup or changed into new clothes.

To be honest, he felt quite inferior, but in fact, every boy has felt inferior at some point, feeling sad and heartbroken when looking at things that don't belong to him.

But he really liked Möbius.

He watched her doze off while reading aloud in the morning, one hand on her hip, occasionally scratching her hair which she clearly hadn't had time to comb. The book in her hand at that moment was obviously not something a high school student would read.

He watched as she ignored the lecture content during class and used functions to draw small animals on the coordinate axis.

The new teacher always wanted to challenge Möbius and establish his authority as a teacher, but in the end, the class ended up being taught by Möbius.

He also watched her always come up with various excuses to skip PE class, and when her excuses failed, she would yawn and run at the back of the line.

That was Mebius.

John sometimes thought that someone like Möbius, a human being destined to be different from ordinary people, would always be famous.

Regardless of whether the final outcome is imprisonment or fame and fortune.

John, as an ordinary person, simply went to an ordinary university after graduation, got a job at a medium-sized company, and lived his life as an "ordinary person".

But to his surprise, by chance, his life once again intersected with that person's.

Nowadays, people often equate plum blossoms with moths drawn to flames, but an elderly person who is truly a moth drawn to flames would never think that way.

Among the elders, including John, only Möbius was qualified to be equated with the moth that chases the flame.

That was the era of Möbius, and it was also the organization that arose because of Möbius.

She simply lacked Mei's sense of responsibility, which led her to relinquish power.

If Mebius hadn't chosen to form the Moth of Fire with them that day, he would never have been able to accomplish so many great things in such a short time.

John was not born into an ordinary family; to be precise, although he was not handsome, he was very rich.

He was indeed an ordinary office worker, but in fact, even if he didn't go to work, he could live off his family's wealth for the rest of his life.

Mebius approached him because John had developed a strong interest in the "apocalyptic" theories that were emerging online at the time, and the early members of the Firemoth were hoping to find a "sucker" like him.

"Ah...that...uh...Yo...Yoel?"

John still remembers that when Mebius saw him again, she seemed to want to greet him, but she just pressed her head and said "ah" for a long time, unable to remember who he was.

But this didn't matter to John; he was happy even if Mebius only had such a vague memory of him.

"So, it was you, Möbius, who came up with the idea of ​​'eschatology'?"

From that moment on, John became convinced that humanity was about to face a catastrophe, because it was what Möbius had said, and it would come to pass.

Without hesitation, he invested all his assets and even gave up his job to dedicate himself to the cause of the moths chasing the flame.

As it turns out, he succeeded.

From an unknown group of young people at the beginning to eventually replacing the United Nations, the moth that chased the flame eventually grew into a behemoth.

In fact, he organized most of the parties that Mebius couldn't refuse.

Because John always wanted to find an excuse to see Möbius and have dinner with her, he always offered huge investments, making it impossible for Möbius to refuse his invitations.

His friends all thought John was a mad scientist dedicated to a great cause, but none of them expected that he actually just had a crush on this devilish scientist.

As for why John supported May, he knew that it was unrealistic to let Möbius manage the organization, and May was so talented.

"An ordinary person with unique insight and a broad perspective."

This is May's private assessment of John.

Very accurate; this is a true reflection of John's life.

But humans always have desires, and the longing hidden deep within John's heart would eventually turn into a venomous snake that devoured him.

In the darkness, the puppeteer's eyes were already fixed on him.

Those tempting words began to loosen the gates in his heart, and his unchanging heart was infused with false courage.

He began to think about things he had never considered before—

He can stop looking up to Mebius, no!

He could even look down on her!

“My comrade John, as long as you put the world in our hands, Möbius will be your puppet.”

The masked puppeteer placed his hand on his shoulder.